Chapter 17

“Magnus, I think we are trapped in here,” he spoke up.

“Nay, there will be an end eventually.”

“It is a terrible maze.”

“Yes.”

“We will get lost and starve in here.”

“Have you always been so pessimistic?” Magnus asked. He stopped in front of a particularly wicked bunch of thorny vines.

“No. Yes. I don’t know.” Roland frowned. “What is it?”

“I am fairly certain this is our way out.”

He perked up at once. “Then let us slash through.”

Magnus cast him an incredulous gaze. “Have you learned nothing in this time? Be still, Roland.”

Roland bit his lip but fell silent as Magnus continued to contemplate the thick black thorny vines.

Magnus nodded after a while. “Listen carefully. These are slightly different than the others. I believe that if we act fast and run through as we cut them we can escape without having them seize us. But you must be quick. One small hesitation and these vines will wrap about our necks and strangle us.”